A few weeks ago I received a package in the mail. I did not think twice about the package as I threw it on the coach and ran out the door late for a MRI appt for Philip. Later that night My daughter Emily asked me if she could open the package and I told her sure. I thought it was the charger for the computer that Best buys was sending us . Emily came in with a shocked look on her face and said Mom why in the world would you order this book. It looks so sad. I looked up to see my 11 year old daughter holding a book called “Sickened: The Memoir of a Munchausen by Proxy Childhood”. For a split second I was confused as to what in the world she was talking about and then I was shocked. I had no idea how in the world this book would of ended up at my house . After telling Emily I was sure it was a mistake and I would send it back. We put the book away and went on about out evening. Trust me that book was not far from my mind. Come to find out the book was sent from California. Mailed in a yellow envelope . The odd thing is the town I live on was misspelled just like I have seen it done before. Hummm.. So I only know two people in California that live where the book was mailed from. I called and asked my friend if by any odd chance she had sent it to me. She was offended that I even had to ask. While I knew she had not I still felt the need to just make sure. Since there had been a certain someone who had accused me Munchausen by Proxy concerning my son Philip. I thought maybe by some slim chance my friend had found the book and wanted to send it to me to show me how crazy she thought the idea was. Instead she thought I was crazy for even having to ask. So I spoke to Joh Tidet about it and he was as shocked as I was about it. I think his words were…My gosh that is so sick. Yep, that is my thought too. So I guess this leads me to ask…why would someone even waste their time and money sending me that book? But have no worries. The book has not gone to waste. I donated the book to the hospital library . If you really feel the need to send me something….I can think of better ways to spoil me with gifts…just ask..